BLACK DREAMER
Who locked the door; who broke the knob?
The Black man's dream gradually slaughtered in his throat.
What was his fault;
His ambition or His Black blood by default?
What a coincidence,
That he walks on the strength and flaws of his antecedents!
A fertile land,
Bearing dead Children!
Saddle your Bed! Call out to your Dreams!
Oh Black seed, who had robbed you of the Peak?
Retrace the fading lines and paint the pictures again,
Until your dream is the end of your sleep.
About The Author
Olufayo Taiwo Ayomide (Poet Phynerwrites) was born into a Family of 7. He started writing since he was a little child, his writings had experienced the pen of many judges and had stood to prove its uniqueness over the years. He is currently a Student of the University of Ibadan studying Sociology in the Faculty of The Social Sciences. He has made a name for himself as a Writer and Public Speaker.
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